A Tea Bag (to Michelle)


I see you in a tea bag, diffusing out
Like silver mists fogging my path of sight

I’m the water that needs your mahogany
A watery transparent world as empty

As the obsolete color in me.
And you slowly enter through my cracks

The hydrogen atoms that are joined
To oxygen in imperfect configurations.

And I can do no other, but let you dilute
Through me, a little blissed blend

Of orange pekoe, an unopened leaf bud
Flushing out to be a vessel

On my ventral ocean. A pekoe as orange
As the meticulous amber of your fiber.

Unfurling a leaf bud of superstition
In to a flavorsome science

Perfection has blossomed.


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meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist, who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. Dilantha wrote his first poem at the ripe age of 32 and now has more than 1700 poems on his blog. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, Kitaab, Eastlit, American Journal of Poetry and Ravens Perch, among others. He was also awarded the prize for "The emerging writer of the year - 2016" in the Godage National Literary Awards, Sri Lanka for his first collection of poems (Kite Dreams – A Sarasavi Publication), while being shortlisted for the poetry prize. Dilantha is a dual citizen of Sri Lanka and Australia, and shares his experiences from two different cultures. He blogs at - https://meandererworld. wordpress.com/

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